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Trip to Mira - Waste It текст песни

Исполнитель: Trip to Mira

альбом: Waste It


Oh, dear mother
You gave birth
To a million wonders
(Million wonders)
Feeding hands
And anger like a
Rumbling thunder
(Rumbling thunder)
So cruel, we kill each other
All the sons, and
All the daughters
For a tiny part
To harvest from
Your broken heart
Inhabit, take your piece
Waste it
Get a new one
Throw it all away
Waste it
Waste it, waste it, waste
Inhabit, take your piece
Waste it
Waste it, waste it, waste
Get a new one
Throw it all away
Waste it
Waste it, waste it, waste it
There's no way
So, carve it there
If you like it, take a bag
Wait till it's been choked to death
Lung is cut
Breath is stuck
Blood goes black
And a broken back
And a broken back
Inhabit, take your piece
Waste it
Get a new one
Throw it all away
Waste it
Waste it, waste it, waste
Inhabit, take your piece
Waste it
Waste it, waste it, waste
You get a new one
Throw it all away
Waste it
Waste it, waste it, waste it
Waste it, waste it, waste it
Waste it, waste it
You'll get a new...

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